人们都说十七岁是人生的一槛儿啊!真不假!重点高中录取我最后一名——算是过了一槛儿;前两周撞了车捡了条命算是过了二槛儿。人都说事不过三,可没想到九八年初冬的这个周末竟成了这第三槛儿,可这第三槛也太苦、太难、太痛、太烦了点吧!周六晚上我习惯出去走走,轻松轻松,也许是上天故意安排,我竟遇见了同住三年宿的老朋友,亲哥们——A、B、C、D 他们四个,其中A、B 仍住宿,C 和我差不多——寄居亲属家 People say that 17-year-old is a part of life! Really! The key high school admits me to be the last one - it’s been a while; the first two weeks hit the car and it’s too late. . People can say nothing but three, but did not think this weekend in the early winter of 1998 actually became this third child, but this third person is too bitter, too difficult, too painful, too annoying it! Saturday night I used to go out and walk around, relaxed and relaxed. Maybe God deliberately arranged it. I met old friends who lived with us for three years, and my buddies—A, B, C, and D. They were four. Among them, A and B are still staying. C is similar to me - the home of a relative